``OF COURSE i'M Bi-POLAR, i'M A MARE ! [Rage]

[``Vickerz]

A L Y S S A

The Old Dark Queen

Alyssa grinned, She was finally in the herd of the furious Rage. She wanted to be the queen, To give him a dark and bi-polar foal that he could call his own. Hell, He could even have her twins, Alyssa Effect and Dark Effect. Dark would be ecstatic at being the heir of this land but Alyssa Effect would hate being the heiress, She would rather kill herself than be Rage's heiress. Alyssa chuckled at her own little knuckle heads that she calls her children. They were definitely hers, They are bi-polar and nice but cruel and totally demanding, Just like her. She waited to see Rage, To see if he changed his mind about her position in the herd. She looked around, Trying to see if she could spot Rage.

"Rage? Are you there darling?" She asked, Calling out into the silence with her high soprano voice. She wondered what he would think of her and her son just showing up, Asking for the queen and heir position. He would probably accept Dark as his heir but he would decline her in a heart beat. She frowned, Knowing what she would have to do if he declined her. She would have to make her son decline the heir position and make him leave with her to join another herd. She looked around and she grinned, Waiting for Rage to show up. Her son was bothering her but she didn't mind him, He was only being himself.

D A R K EFFECT

The Bi-polar Prince

There Dark was, Following his mother to meet the king, Rage. He was ready to be royalty, Only if his mother and sister would be the queen and heiress. He would hate to see his kin as just filthy little herd mares. He grinned as he followed his mother, Feeling like a little puppy dog. He looked around, Wondering where the king was. He waited for his mother to speak up, Her beautiful voice filling the air as she called out to the king. He looked up at her, Wondering how she did it. How did she seduce the king? He wanted to do that, To make all the girls swoon over her. He grinned, Looking around for the king.

"King Rage? Are you ever going to show your face?" He asked, His baritone voice filling the air. Even though he was a little foal that was just born, He was actually very mature for his young age. He grinned, Looking around again. He was tired of waiting and he wanted a sip of mother's milk. He went to take a drink from her milk bag and she looked at him. He began to drink her milk as she watched him, Making sure that he was safe and sound. He stopped taking a drink and he stared up at her, Wondering what she thought about the king.

[`anntho]

N_ox

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My chestnut body seemed to materialize out of nowhere, when in a realitly I had only stepped out from behind a rise after deeming that they were only looking for a home, and not a fight. Though I wouldn't object to watching this mare fight Rage. Hell, I'd babysit her little boy while she went at it. A smirk of amusement flashed across my face as I approached them at my dance-like leisure trot; I didn't have to try and be showy anymore, it was almost second nature as long as I wasn't in a 'working' speed; but even then I was rather graceful looking; or so my nanny had said.

The chump's probably out courting. I replied when I had closed the gap between us to an easy talking distance, though I didn't go quite as close as I would a normal mare. This one had a little foal with her, and I didn't want to be on the receiving end of her protecting her spawn if she found me a threat. My one ear cocked down to the the colt as I heard the trailing end of his comment. No honey. He probably won't. I cooed sweetly to the child before glancing to his mother and giving a short, high peal of laughter. It was almost too much fun making Rage look like a hormone induced jerk.

[[comments;; xD Nox is abit bitter towards Rage. Though she does seem to like Alyssa and Dark. Must be there bi-polar. X3]]

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RAGE

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Carcass descended from my den at the sound of a soprano voice. A baritone voice joined it and I knew the new ‘crew’ of Sunset Meadows had arrived. Keeping my head low and my pace steady I slowly made my way towards the voices. My senses of smell lead me through a tall grassy plain. Damn smelling, I had forgotten that Zarian or Anntho had basically ripped my nose off, leaving me with a sense of smell that was horrible.

Grey carcass turned away from the Grassland that leads to some unexplored territory, or by my terms unexplored. This time I relied on my hearing instead of my sense of smell. I heard another voice join the small family that had just arrived. Slowly descending out from the tall grass I finally arrived at the meeting place. A small smile tickling my face I said “Damn sense of smell led me the wrong way.”

I stared at Nox, a mere prize that I had collected Chaos after his defeat in the battlefield. I felt sorry for Nox, being cooped up in a Light Land like this. The thing I hated was that she thought she could push me around and if she tried it again I was going crazy. I wouldn’t attack her; I had learned my lesson from my fight with Anntho and later Chaos not to attack mares. Smile faded as I stared down at the young colt who would soon be Gasper’s apprentice and my newest assassin.

Two darks as my assassins would be able to go into dark lands for hit missions without raising much suspicion. A glint in my eyes from the sun appeared when I looked at Alyssa. Ears perked up and another smile crossed my face. Bowing on one knee to lady and barely acknowledging the boy, as he was an assassin. Rising back up to my full height I took a quick glance at Nox again.

“I do hope you’re not filling their heads with nonsense Nox,” I began with a light smile. “So my fair lady and newest assassin, why is it that you sought audience with me?”

The Character of Use: Rage
The Words Spilt: 0357
The Color Used: Red
The Comments of the Creator: I do hope the three stay but if your gonna be like that and demand the highest spots then they may as well leave.

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[rayvencullen.]

THE BUTTERFLY EFFECT
Walking, waiting, alone without a care
Hoping, hating, things that I can't bear
Did you think it's cool to walk right up to take my life
&&
fuck it up?

Cremello carcass was moving at a considerable pace towards the scent of newcomers, hoping the king had not arrived to them in time and she'd have some lives to claim this evening. The scent of blood lingered on her coat, as well the red tint splattered across her nose, chest, and face from the recent killing of that bitch Whitney that had thought she was higher and mightier than her. So, she ripped her fucking throat out and left her to die, and evil smile upon her facade. That was Effect, killing and grinning before moving onto her newest victim.

But as she approuched a disappointed frown crossed her face, soon resorting to a snarl as she approuched fellow dark mare Nox and flanked her right side, away from the king and keeping her dangerous ice glare on the newcomers, ocassionally licking her lips before her gaze was torn to look at Rage as he bowed, and she blew air from her lips. "Oh please, like these two deserve the royale treatment." A snicker as she nudged Nox suggestively with her pink nose.