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Post by `anntho on Mar 29, 2009 12:34:59 GMT -5
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The water washed over my spine as I submerged myself deeper towards the center of the pond. The water was finally warm enough for swimming; something I enjoyed since I was little. I paused in the deeper water, kicking out strongly to keep myself afloat. I stayed in this position for a few minutes before I turned and headed back to shore; dragging myself onto the bank and giving my body a massive shake, sending water droplets in every directions; turning me back to my normal shade of chestnut; the broken white stripe on my face returned to its former luster. I was the perfect image of my Father; only with femine curves.
I wandered away from the edge of the pond; my muzzle brushing the grasses as I nibbled on them, waiting until I found a sweet patch to pause and actually snatch up mouthful; chewing them slowly as I lapsed into a bout of thinking; mulling over the events that had taken place since the fight between my Father and Rage. No, I would never call him 'king' or 'my king'. He was a little light; not something I should respect, or even listen too.
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Post by eclipsemidir on Apr 2, 2009 16:25:28 GMT -5
RAGE "Nothing but an old warhorse."[/center] [/font] Grey carcass exited my den, eyes full of anger, blood boiling. I was definitely about to burst. The sudden attitude of the mare Alyssa, demanding to be Queen, really pissed me off and I just couldn’t hold it in anymore. If one more person called me a name or angered me I was going to let go, having a bipolar fit that I couldn’t control. Horrors of my past began to come back to me.
Orbs shrank to the size of peas as I felt like I was about to blackout. I felt pretty damn sure I was about to let loose on someone and I didn’t want that someone being Blair or Gasper. Maybe if it was Nox or Alyssa, maybe, but certainly not Blair or Gasper. I wanted to beat someone’s ass right now, carelessness took over. I was feeling kind of strange today.
It was like I had oxycotten in my system, I was feeling definitely strange. A light shower started and I calmed down some but still I wanted to flip out. I just needed the right mother fucker to fuck with me and I would snap. It wouldn’t even take that much to make me flip. A small smile twisted on my face as I saw Nox up ahead.
“Hello Nox,” I said, my deranged smile on my face.
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The Character of Use: Rage
The Words Spilt: 0224
The Color Used: Red
The Comments of the Creator:Yay Oxycotten! That song gave me muse.
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Post by `anntho on Apr 2, 2009 16:30:56 GMT -5
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My ears cocked to the fimilar voice, but I didn't say anything. I just continued slinking forward at an almost stand still pace; munching on the fresh spring grasses before they dried up and became tasteless again. I exhaled a contented sigh as my stomache filled up and my head finally came up; my dark eyes glancing at Rage and taking in his expression. My eyebrows jumped up but I didn't say what was on my mind; not yet. Rage I greeted in return to him, my voice strangly flat, lacking the high sorprano note. I was sounding more like an alto today.
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Post by eclipsemidir on Apr 2, 2009 16:42:34 GMT -5
Snort escaping from my nostrils I stepped closer to her. A reply came to my lips when she didn’t insult me. Was this mare trying to toy with me or was she just as deranged as I was? I small wind picked up and I shivered slightly, I wasn’t about to show fear to this mare. I wanted to lash out at her, to make her pay.
“What no insult, what are you trying to play at bitch?” I began slowly. “Are you trying to get in my head to make me trust you? Or are you playing me so you can gain my trust and then betray me to your father?” Lyrics were poisonous; I wanted her to pay for all the hell she gave me.
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Post by `anntho on Apr 2, 2009 16:59:29 GMT -5
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I swung around to face him head on, my ears pushed back into my mane, and my muscles tensed. Who shoved what up his ass. My neck arched upwards and I stomped my foreleg warningly. I don't need your trust. I don't want your trust. I spat, my voice suddenly becoming high again. Besides. What right do you have to come storming up to me when I've been leaving you and your herd alone!? I shrilled, throwing my head up which inturn pulled me into a shallow rear, landing with a heavy thud moments after. My dark gaze flashed dangerously as my eyes narrowed, narels expanding to exhale in a heavy snort.
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Post by eclipsemidir on Apr 5, 2009 9:33:26 GMT -5
RAGE "Nothing but an old warhorse."[/center] [/font] “Stupid little mare, I have every right to storm up to you, I am King! You shall show some respect.”
I reared up on my hind legs, my pulse beating in my ears making everything hard to hear. Orbs scanned her chestnut frame; she wouldn’t stand a chance against me. Devilish grin spread across my face, awaiting her next words so I could lash out at her. Left hoof felt the urge to kick out, to strike something in anger. I hardly ever let loose my bipolar wrath but I couldn’t help it.
With that new mare demanding the queen position in my herd it was too much. A ringing pulsed through my ear, I let out a low screech. I awaited her response so I could lash out at her, to kill or injure her. I took in her smell, so sweet yet disgusting. Maybe that was why I wanted to rip her throat out, her decollate smell that drove me insane. [/color]
The Character of Use: Rage
The Words Spilt: 0164
The Color Used: Red
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